I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Tallan Industries.

The underground test site was transformed into a huge laboratory.

Taking the magic crystal given by John, Orlov wanted to enter the laboratory but was stopped outside.

He waved his hands speechlessly, "I have never seen a company set up a laboratory that blocked its CEO from outside."

Unwilling to give up, he stretched out his hand to scan the fingerprint.

"Hey, no permission."

At this time Orlov was completely speechless. He knocked hard on the high-strength bulletproof glass, "Hey, fashionable man, open the door!"

Ivan, who was in the laboratory, glanced at him and pressed the switch to let people in.

"You can't do this, this is my company!"

Orlov walked in angrily, pointed at Ivan and cursed: "I will give you the venue, the equipment, and the money. You have to respect me, do you understand?"

Ivan held a toothpick in his mouth and muttered nonchalantly: "I work for Wick."

Now Orlov was silent, and he could only say angrily: "I am his partner!"

"You're wrong," Ivan pulled up the wire connected to the new metal-making equipment and installed the other end on the oval-shaped machine that was more than two meters long. "I work for John Wick."

"And you," Ivan banged the plug, "you're with Watson Wick."

"Okay, at least let me know what you spent more than [-] million on?" Olof suppressed his anger, "This will help me at least not be arrested when I file my tax return with the IRS."

"You can find out now."

Take a glue mallet and smash the plug in.

Ivan had a smile on his face and cursed: "This thing is produced too big."

At this time, Orlov finally set his sights on the device connected by dense wires.

Through the glass in the middle that was as big as a human face, he saw a metal face.

"What's that?" He pointed to the oval-shaped charging cabin, "Captain America?"

"This is mine," Ivan put his big hand on the back of Olof's head, asking him to turn his head to the other side, pointing at the reactor that emitted purple light and occupied the test site for more than three meters, "that one is yours."

Orlov didn't even care about the pain in his neck. He looked at the thing with bright eyes.

"It's so pretty."

Slowly walking over, he wanted to touch it, but then he thought of something and hesitated: "It won't have radiation, right? I mean, like a nuclear power plant?"

Ivan laughed and walked over to take Olof's bag.

He picked a magic crystal from it and put it into the gap in the middle of the reactor.

Suddenly, this huge machine began to operate.

The purple light above became more brilliant, and a surge of energy was transmitted into the charging cabin through the many wires connected to the machine.

Suddenly, the oval charging cabin was like a huge light bulb.

The white light was so dazzling that Orlov had to cover his eyes with his hands.

Ivan took out the sunglasses he had prepared and put them on, cheering, "yes! baby!"

"It's going to explode!" yelled Olof.

"No! It won't!" Ivan was confident.

"Crack."

In the huge light, a crisp sound suddenly appeared.

Ivan's smile faltered.

"I seem to hear something?" Orlov couldn't see it and asked.

"Yes, I heard it too, run!"

The charging cabin made another crisp sound, and Ivan pushed the invisible Olof and hurried out.

The huge amount of electrical energy required to operate was beyond the capacity of even the charging cabin he designed.

You must know that Ivan's setting is to allow the charging cabin to withstand the energy supply of ten aircraft carriers.

However, the new reactor worked better than expected. Ivan guessed that this had something to do with the replacement of a larger magic crystal.

Huge energy transmission turns the charging compartment into a glowing bomb.

Running into the explosion-proof safe house, Ivan opened a hole in the door, thrust the earmuff into Olof's hand, and shouted: "Put it on, or you will prepare to rupture your eardrums!"

After saying that, he put on his earmuffs and looked towards the charging cabin with excitement in his eyes.

"God is coming."

Olof could only do as he was told now, and at the same time he complained that Ivan did not prepare a pair of sunglasses for himself.

The dazzling light lasted for half a minute.

Broken traces were all over the hatch like spider webs.

With a bang.

The hatch shattered.

A battle armor made of bright silver metal lay there, and its chest was filled with purple light.

As the charge enters, the purple becomes more dazzling.

The light shrank suddenly, and the operating reactor gradually slowed down.

"boom!"

Reaching the critical point, the charging cabin exploded, sweeping air waves and impacting the explosion-proof room.

The entire company shook, with glass shattering from bottom to top, like a grand fireworks.

Screams came and went.

None of this affected Ivan. He was knocked out by the air wave in the explosion-proof room and hit the shelf, his head buzzing.

Olof didn't feel better either. He was no longer young. He lay on the ground and groaned, feeling that his bones were about to fall apart.

After a few minutes, Ivan got up and took off his sunglasses. The lenses were broken by a stone and stuck on them.

The gravel swept by the blast was no less powerful than a bullet. If the material of his sunglasses hadn't been so hard, his eyeballs might have exploded.

"Oh God... turned over with difficulty, "I really want to send you to Iraq to be used as a human shield. "

As a Slav, Orlov has never seen any of his fellow countrymen as tough as this guy.

Ivan stood up and rubbed his waist. He was originally going to help Olof, but upon hearing his words, he stepped over the guy blocking the way and opened the door.

Fortunately, the explosion-proof house was thick enough, otherwise Taran Industries would have lost its CEO if it exploded.

"Can't you help me?" Olof complained full of complaints, and finally struggled a few times and got up.

He held the door and was burned by the hot metal door.

Looking outside blankly, the original underground experimental site has basically been destroyed.

It was originally a converted weapons testing ground, and it was spacious enough that all the loess on the ground was lifted.

The turbulence of the explosion is still rushing around in this space, which is full of dust and cannot be seen.

He could only feel his way out bit by bit.

He swore that if he didn't fire this guy when he went out, he would lick Ivan's shoes!

"Is anyone there?" he shouted.

But no one else could enter this place except the two of them.

He staggered forward in the dust, "Even if John pleads for you this time, I won't be lenient!"

He couldn't tell the direction. After walking for a few minutes, he met someone.

"Hey, do you know where the exit is?" he yelled, looking at the blurry outline.

The figure slowly turned around. He walked over and reached out to touch the man's belly, "Oh my god, are you a basketball player?"

This guy is clearly taller than meets the eye.

When he reached out and touched the cold touch, Olof felt something strange.

Looking carefully, the bright silver armor came into view.

That guy looked exactly like the Destroyer, with a height of two meters and a full-body alloy body.

The reactor on his chest glowed purple.

Olof's expression was dull.

The Destroyer raised his hand and opened a depression in his palm, where blue and white light accumulated power.

Aiming at the explosion-proof room, the energy beam shot out from the palm of his hand.

The house that resisted the powerful explosion was penetrated instantly.

The arms move and the house is cut down the middle.

"Haha, how is it?"

The visor opened, and a familiar face appeared in front of Orlov.

"Is it you?" Olof's body stiffened. Didn't he hear the bad things he said about this guy just now?

Soon, Orlov was attracted by this armor.

"You are, how did you do it?"

"It's a little different than Tony Stark's," he said incredulously.

The arms, legs and body of the armor contracted and opened, and Ivan walked out of it, "I call it a fighter."

The two people stood in the empty experimental field, looking at the metal monster.

Ivan patted Olof's shoulder with his hand and grinned: "It's so beautiful, isn't it?"

Which man can resist the temptation of full metal armor?

If Iron Man's armor has smooth lines like a supercar, then the Fighter is as wild as an off-road vehicle.

With its tiny spiked shoulder armor and exaggerated metal trapezius muscles, this thing is completely romantic for men.

Olof looked at this thing and asked Ivan next to him: "Do you have any leather shoes that need to be cleaned?"

Ivan: "?" Do you think I look like a man wearing leather shoes?

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